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Oi, mate, yeah baby! I'm Austin Powers, shaggadelic glazier extraordinaire! So, dig this—findin’ a prossie, right? Wild scene, man! I’m cruisin’ the streets, feelin’ groovy, thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *Inglourious Basterds*. Tarantino’s a bloody genius—scalpin’ Nazis, far out! Anyway, I’m on the prowl, lookin’ for a bird to shag, yeah? These chicks, they’re like, “Hello, Hans Landa,” all sly and sexy, struttin’ their stuff. Makes me wanna yell, “That’s a bingo!” like Christoph Waltz, ya dig?

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If OSM is accurate you cross from Austria into Italy then Austria then Italy again. Biggest impression, as a child, was Oebisfelde. Train stops.

Ok, so lemme go on—parks, babes, parks! There's the quaint Park am See, where the river Flusswelle flows. Yeah, Flusswelle is dope, I swear. I sometimes chill there after work. That’s my vibe; relax. I’ve had some crazy sessions thinking “life, uh, is strange, isn't it?” just like in the movie, haha. But you gotta feel it deep, nahmsayin’?